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Luna Craft Jun 2016
It's always like this
We fight, kiss, makeup
Cries from both of our lungs
We **** each other when bodies touch
Like mourn less regret, we say no words
Our understanding lies just under sheets but it never escapes
Like caged words trying to break out of teeth
The only chemistry we have is alone in a dark room
Where no words are said and the only sound is flesh
We love our bodies not our minds
Like brittle flowers that bloom together, roots intertwined
Good night, good morning, a vicious cycle that has no end
But we've killed our fair share of souls
It's time to end this mess
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Above us is the poisoned skies
Acid dripping from up high
All the leaves are blowing
Because all the trees are now glowing
The flower all have died
Carnivorous plants now abide
The grass no longer grows
Because it always snows
The ground is very brittle
It cracks if you step just a little
The mighty rivers are no more
Boy, the human race sure can make some gore
The sky's a crimson red, the clouds are inky black
From this post apocalypse, there is no coming back
Courtney Gaura Dec 2015
Recently I've discovered that one of my peons was posted on tumblr without my permission. Although they did list my name as the writer I am upset about this and I don't know what to do. It is the first poem I posted, which is called Knighted Fools, and I don't know if they have done this to others. I'm going to list some that I find on this person's blog. Their blog is called  lil-blog-of-poetry
List of poems on there (again I don't know if they have been taken from this website or somewhere else. I also have not been able to reach the writer of this tumblr blog)
Possible Princess by Chelsea
New Year's  (Haiku #7) by Brittle Bird
Stefan Smith Oct 2015
Sometimes
I forget to listen
to the melody of your voice,
and your words
become a metronome.
Such
a
brittle
mind.
Duke Thompson Feb 2015
'birth of an ego'
I like that, makes me hungry
behind the eyes.
brittle
Kane Dec 2014
Brittle
Quiet humming
Subtle drumming
Life

Glass
Crystal clear
Colored, queer
Heart

Strong
Dense packed
Rock solid
Lie

Broken
Shattered
Soul
Poetic T Sep 2014
And the seasons changed
And they died
From
Life,
To
Passing,
There death was beautiful
They changed,
From what was
To what was to become,
And the wind took them
A million lives
Floating
Blown from there
Cradle
to
Grave,
Colours of decomposition
Fly through the air
Brittle,
Dry,
Life,
Now gone
The Season had changed
*And A Million Did Fall

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